Words shall crush ye into dust;
Yet we fight, if fight we must—
Thou didst, Man of Huntingdon![5]
"Heirs of Pym! can ye be base?
Locke! shall Frenchmen scorn a race
Born in Hampden's dwelling-place?
Blush to write it, Infamy
"What we are our fathers were;
What they dared their sons can dare:
Vulgar tyrants! hush! beware!